From my box
Please, if this kind of post is allowed here, I need help. My heart has been heavy since I came back, and I genuinely want to understand something. Maybe I’m doing something wrong and I need correction.There’s someone I knew from church. We were close. Very cordial. I used to visit her, she visited me, we shared things, laughed together. If I needed help, she was someone I could run to. I beg her for clothes, shoes and she always gave, loan money from her, although i don’t have to return , i go to her house to eat, cook and clean I never thought twice about our friendship.
Then she got pregnant and everything changed.
Slowly at first. Then clearly.she would come to church and pretend not to see me. When I tried to talk to her, it was like I didn’t exist. I told myself maybe it was stress, pregnancy hormones, or life. I kept giving her grace.
When she delivered, I celebrated her openly. I rejoiced with her genuinely. She didn’t acknowledge it, but I let it slide. I’m not proud. I don’t keep malice. I always believe relationships can still be fixed.
On her child’s naming day, I went to celebrate her. At the gate, security said she told them she wasn’t expecting me. I was like wait what ? Hmmm, I eventually entered through someone else , i met a woman from my church that lives in that same estate , she carried me from gate to the house and from the moment she saw me, the bitternes was obvious.
I was questioned like a stranger. Asked for an invitation by bouncers , Treated like I didn’t belong until her husband noticed and intervened.
Even greeting her felt like an offence. Touching the baby was not allowed. The looks were sharp. The atmosphere was cold. I was surprised
When it was time to leave, I politely asked if I could take food home. I was told no. Then I asked for transport help because truly, I came with nothing. And she told me openly I was shameles for coming empty-handed, eating, and still asking for transport. I swear i do not know how i wronged her
I stood there wondering… when did kindness turn into foolishnes?
When did being simple become something to despise?
Her husband eventually gave me transport money. I left that place with her heads bowed .
Now there’s another celebration today at her house her husband’s birthday. Something we once planned together when we were still close.
And I’m asking myself, Should I go where I’m clearly not wanted?
At what point does humility turn into self-disrespect?How do you love people without losing yourself?
I’m genuinely asking.Because I don’t understand anything , i never wronged her or how someone becomes an enemy without knowing what they did wrong. Or is the money’s i loaned without returning ?
Please, if this kind of post is allowed here, I need help. My heart has been heavy since I came back, and I genuinely want to understand something. Maybe I’m doing something wrong and I need correction.There’s someone I knew from church. We were close. Very cordial. I used to visit her, she visited me, we shared things, laughed together. If I needed help, she was someone I could run to. I beg her for clothes, shoes and she always gave, loan money from her, although i don’t have to return , i go to her house to eat, cook and clean I never thought twice about our friendship.
Then she got pregnant and everything changed.
Slowly at first. Then clearly.she would come to church and pretend not to see me. When I tried to talk to her, it was like I didn’t exist. I told myself maybe it was stress, pregnancy hormones, or life. I kept giving her grace.
When she delivered, I celebrated her openly. I rejoiced with her genuinely. She didn’t acknowledge it, but I let it slide. I’m not proud. I don’t keep malice. I always believe relationships can still be fixed.
On her child’s naming day, I went to celebrate her. At the gate, security said she told them she wasn’t expecting me. I was like wait what ? Hmmm, I eventually entered through someone else , i met a woman from my church that lives in that same estate , she carried me from gate to the house and from the moment she saw me, the bitternes was obvious.
I was questioned like a stranger. Asked for an invitation by bouncers , Treated like I didn’t belong until her husband noticed and intervened.
Even greeting her felt like an offence. Touching the baby was not allowed. The looks were sharp. The atmosphere was cold. I was surprised
When it was time to leave, I politely asked if I could take food home. I was told no. Then I asked for transport help because truly, I came with nothing. And she told me openly I was shameles for coming empty-handed, eating, and still asking for transport. I swear i do not know how i wronged her
I stood there wondering… when did kindness turn into foolishnes?
When did being simple become something to despise?
Her husband eventually gave me transport money. I left that place with her heads bowed .
Now there’s another celebration today at her house her husband’s birthday. Something we once planned together when we were still close.
And I’m asking myself, Should I go where I’m clearly not wanted?
At what point does humility turn into self-disrespect?How do you love people without losing yourself?
I’m genuinely asking.Because I don’t understand anything , i never wronged her or how someone becomes an enemy without knowing what they did wrong. Or is the money’s i loaned without returning ?
From my box
Please, if this kind of post is allowed here, I need help. My heart has been heavy since I came back, and I genuinely want to understand something. Maybe I’m doing something wrong and I need correction.There’s someone I knew from church. We were close. Very cordial. I used to visit her, she visited me, we shared things, laughed together. If I needed help, she was someone I could run to. I beg her for clothes, shoes and she always gave, loan money from her, although i don’t have to return , i go to her house to eat, cook and clean I never thought twice about our friendship.
Then she got pregnant and everything changed.
Slowly at first. Then clearly.she would come to church and pretend not to see me. When I tried to talk to her, it was like I didn’t exist. I told myself maybe it was stress, pregnancy hormones, or life. I kept giving her grace.
When she delivered, I celebrated her openly. I rejoiced with her genuinely. She didn’t acknowledge it, but I let it slide. I’m not proud. I don’t keep malice. I always believe relationships can still be fixed.
On her child’s naming day, I went to celebrate her. At the gate, security said she told them she wasn’t expecting me. I was like wait what ? Hmmm, I eventually entered through someone else , i met a woman from my church that lives in that same estate , she carried me from gate to the house and from the moment she saw me, the bitternes was obvious.
I was questioned like a stranger. Asked for an invitation by bouncers , Treated like I didn’t belong until her husband noticed and intervened.
Even greeting her felt like an offence. Touching the baby was not allowed. The looks were sharp. The atmosphere was cold. I was surprised
When it was time to leave, I politely asked if I could take food home. I was told no. Then I asked for transport help because truly, I came with nothing. And she told me openly I was shameles for coming empty-handed, eating, and still asking for transport. I swear i do not know how i wronged her
I stood there wondering… when did kindness turn into foolishnes?
When did being simple become something to despise?
Her husband eventually gave me transport money. I left that place with her heads bowed .
Now there’s another celebration today at her house her husband’s birthday. Something we once planned together when we were still close.
And I’m asking myself, Should I go where I’m clearly not wanted?
At what point does humility turn into self-disrespect?How do you love people without losing yourself?
I’m genuinely asking.Because I don’t understand anything , i never wronged her or how someone becomes an enemy without knowing what they did wrong. Or is the money’s i loaned without returning ?
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